Back to the Beginning

Hello again,

The emails have just been pouring in recently asking me to expound upon my backstory. Obviously, the sheer volume of incredible wonders that I’ve seen, done, and heard is simply too much to catalog in one single blog post, so I’ve decided to start off small, by talking about when I was small.


I wasn’t always the rugged, talented adventure cat that I am known as today. When I was a kitten, I lived in a run-down pet store in South Korea. Back then I wasn’t able to explore the world; all I knew was the glass terrarium in which I was kept.  They didn’t take very good care of me, and it wasn’t long before I contracted a respiratory infection. That would have been the end for me right from the start, but fortunately that shop was condemned and I was whisked away to a vet’s office. That was where I met my current humans; they came in to gaze upon the majesty of me and my brethren, and all it took on my part was a few well-placed mews to garner their affections. As soon as I had recovered from my illness, the three of us left together.


At first, it wasn’t that much different than the pet shop. Yes, the food was better, and I had more space, and people actually paid attention to my needs for once, but I still felt constrained. A soul such as mine couldn’t survive stifled behind the walls of a Korean apartment. I need to be free. I explained my concerns to my new friends, and before long, they had decided to get a harness and allow me the freedom I so deserved.


I started off with trips to my new mums work place, the market, and the local parks. I would grace the neighboring elderly women with my presence while they picked peppers in the garden. In return I would get love and a few well placed pats. Once I started to gain some confidence I was introduced to some of my parents friends. My new friends seemed a bit turned off by my fearsome claws so it took a bit of effort on part to earn their snuggles. After a while they too grew to love me and would come to my apartment just to play.


I miss my time in Korea but I know the future holds many more adventures and friendships. Korea was only the beginning.



It is I, Gandalf, the famous world-traveling, fetch-playing, dancing ball of fuzz from South Korea, and welcome to my blog. This is the place where I’ll go every once in a while to update my myriad of fans on what’s going on, has gone on, and will go on in my incredible life. I’ve seen a great deal in my two long years on this planet, with hopefully many more to come, but I just wouldn’t be satisfied if I were to pass on without leaving behind just a bit of the knowledge I’ve gained in my travels. I hope you’ll find this blog both enlightening and entertaining.


So where should I start? By now I’m sure all of you are familiar with my story, but if you’ve somehow missed it I’ll give you a quick rundown. I was born in Seoul, South Korea, adopted at 5 weeks old, cured of a crippling respiratory infection, and quickly duped the kind souls who saved me into taking me anywhere I wished to go for free. I’ve been all over America and currently reside in California, with plans to move to New Zealand with my parents later this year. My favorite foods include the wet kind, the dry kind, and the kind that still moves (although my parents will not allow me to indulge on this one).


In the future, I’ll be sure to regale you with tales of my past and present adventures, but for now, this short introduction will have to tide you over; I’m very busy working on my Instagram (@Ganddygram), and my humans need feeding because they still don’t know how to hunt. Honestly, I don’t know how they’ve made it this long without me.